SUNSHOWER
She killed herself that day
in her head
While talking of rosebuds
A smile never wider
And before that scrubbing the bathroom wall
listening to meaningless music
trapped inside her head.
Screams transformed to single tears lost in the cleansing spray
Obedient servant
listless, arrogance broken forgotten
Despair in the lush garden.
Planting with worn, chewed fingernails
A one way street
Dirty feet trailing to the door
Smiling, talking of rosebuds,
Dead face upturned to greet the
sunshower
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Into the dark...
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